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The Epic Super Long Annoying Homework Rant
Homework, homework, homework,
Do the teachers want us to die?
So much to do,
I think I’m gonna cry.
Reading and worksheets,
Research and essays,
More questions; NOW STUDY!
It’s just a mess, eh?
I struggle to my room,
With a mountain of books,
To start on a Prezi,
About Queen Elizabeth’s looks!
Another day gone,
Homework tortures us all!
It wastes all our time,
Even with studyhall!
We could be outside,
Playing in the sun instead,
Yet here we are,
Cramming more knowledge in our heads.
I've got a headache,
From all of this stuff,
I am pretty sure,
That I've had enough.
School's like a prison,
We're practically slaves,
We all write an essay,
If one misbehaves.
Even away from,
The jails known as classrooms,
Danger lurks around,
Homework will be our doom.
I look in my planner,
There's stuff in every class!
A worksheet, a project,
And a science quiz on mass.
The teachers they plan this,
It just isn’t right!
To give us just enough work,
That it takes the whole night.
As I open my binder,
With a reluctant sigh,
I wonder if teachers have free time,
THEN WHY CAN’T I?
Oh, homework is torture,
A pain in the neck,
An hour of work,
For a stupid binder check.
So the protest against homework,
It must begin,
Though we know,
This isn’t a battle we can win.
The American Revolution,
It’ll be just like that!
Fight against the British,
With our metal baseball bat!
The teachers are the redcoats,
They’re so bossy and mean,
They don’t care about us,
Or any other teen.
It’s time to fight back,
The students must rebel!
The results of this war,
Are something only time will tell!
I’d prefer honestly though,
Not to start a war quite yet.
Even if school is wasting,
All the time we get.
But let’s try to explain,
That homework kills trees!
Save the environment,
Team up with me!
The students despise homework,
But the teachers don’t care,
They just make us learn,
About Tony Blair.
A new project is assigned,
So we can’t have fun,
It’ll take the whole quarter
Before it is done.
Yet ANOTHER assignment,
They should cut us some slack!
Not a paper,
On the Monitor and the Merrimack!
My history teacher goes on,
Yet another rant!
Before assigning some questions,
On Ulysses S. Grant.
Another presentation?
This can’t be true!
I really don’t even know,
What I should do!
Math’s a series of numbers,
No one ever understood,
I wouldn’t do the worksheet,
Even if I could.
Science Guided Reading,
Is such a pain,
It’s worse than,
Being stuck in the rain.
A lab to prepare for,
Procedures to read,
While some time off,
Is all that I need.
The Christmas Carol essay,
Is the stupidest thing,
Since we know an F,
Is all it’ll bring.
You’re kidding me right?
Geography’s usually the best!
But now memorize some countries,
‘Cause there’ll be a test!
In English we’re reading,
Macbeth by Shakespeare!
Boring and ancient,
To start out the New Year.
You can’t understand it,
It’s just so old!
The dinosaurs lived,
When that book was first sold.
That ancient garbage,
Will never help us in life,
It won't help to know,
About Macbeth's wife.
They might as well speak French,
Je n'aime pas Macbeth!
And all they ever do,
Is talk about death!
I think I should burn it,
I’ll set it ablaze.
Turn it to ash,
Without any delays.
The plot is really dumb,
It makes no sense,
And now I'm asked,
To define pretense.
In elective,
We’re doing an informative speech,
Our speeches need,
To be at least 2 minutes each.
I fear we are outnumbered,
And outmatched surely now,
I want to end this pointless work,
But I really don’t know how.
I’m stuck doing homework,
While outside stars glisten,
I should’ve guessed that,
The teachers won’t listen.
I guess it won’t change,
I accept my fate,
I must put up with,
The homework I hate.
P.S. Why does this poem have a picture of the Eiffel Tower with it? It's okay, I have no idea either! :D

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